I miss your forehead and the way it feels
Pressed against my lips
I miss the way you rant about waitresses
And how they don’t get tips
I miss your tattoos and the little shoes
The heels that don’t exist
I could go on about the simple things I miss
I used to watch you in the morning gloom
Making up your face
And I’d bet on how many lines you’d draw
To sigh and quickly erase
Tell me how could someone hate to have such
Beauty in their face
Woah I’d ask myself in silence everyday
Ooh you know you’re a stone cold fox
Making all the boys in the high school drop and
You know that you’re a stone faced killer
Put you in the pillows till we’re breaking all the windows baby
I miss your forehead and the way it felt
Pressed against my lips
So now when I lock eyes with these waitresses
They always get my tip
I miss the rides home and the telephone
That never left your grip
And every boy you never thought to give the hint
And every pretty little lie you left me with
I could go on about the simple things I miss
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